Frantic Hands - Rarity

I just need some time

Take a step in my mind

There’s more than a mile to go before I’m proud of what I’ll show

I’ve lost all of my confidence

Too busy counting my failures

Too numb to feel better

Lying to my conscience

These sheets are my shelter

Standing on the edge again

Scratching my hands frantically

The nights I stay up, the shaking won’t stop

And the pain won’t seem to leave

I can’t breathe

But I believe it’s for the best

I’m choking on my empathy again

I can’t find myself if I’m searching for the end

When every move I make makes me just wanna start all over again

I’m carrying this will to live

Too heavy down on my shoulders

With these thoughts that I tether

My body’s growing colder

But these sheets are my shelter

Standing on the edge again

Scratching my hands frantically

The nights I stay up, the shaking won’t stop

And the pain won’t seem to leave

I can’t breathe

But I believe it’s for the best

I’m choking on my empathy again

Let me live

There’s nothing here for me anymore

I can’t see clearly

The glass is cracked from the pressure

(let me live)

There’s nothing here for me anymore

Can’t see clearly

The glass is cracked from the pressure